1. James demanded that we buy cookies on the way home from work last night. I staunchly refused, but then I grabbed some on the way out of Kroger, and I am so glad I did. I had no idea how much I needed these cookies. And by that I mean my PMS needed these cookies.
2. I'm watching Jim and Pam's wedding episode right now. I haven't seen the full episode since it aired and I'm emotional. Except I can't tell if it's the episode making me emotional or these gosh darn cookies.
3. So I was going to start reading a new library book today on my lunch break, but then I opened it and found 4 dead, smashed bugs. Including blood and guts. I have now banished it to an undisclosed location in my car and I will not touch it until I have to return it. Maybe my honeymoon phase with the library is starting to wane.
4. It's making me really happy to see so much backlash against stores being open on Thanksgiving day. Can we not have one day for family? Soon black friday will start on Halloween.
5. I made this minestrone soup with garlic croutons and parmesan Sunday night and it is SO GOOD. I could eat it forever. The soup itself is fantastic, but the croutons and parmesan on top are enough to make me dance on the table. It's perfect for cold weather.
6. Pam is crying to Jim and said the following: "Everyone is driving me crazy," and "Why did we invite all these people?" James immediately chimed in and said she sounds exactly like me. That is unfortunately 100% accurate.
7. It has been snowing a ridiculous amount for November. I mean, snow isn't necessarily unusual for November, but it doesn't usually snow this much before Thanksgiving. I am in heaven. The entire state is whining about the arctic temperatures, and while there have been a few days too cold for my liking, overall I love it. I can sleep in fuzzy socks, I'm wearing my chunky knit sweaters with reckless abandon, and cold and snow put me in the Thanksgiving/Christmas spirit more than anything else. So much so that when I woke up this morning and saw several inches of snow on the ground, I listened to Christmas music on my morning run. I was meant for the North Pole.